Look in your comment queues, Cementhorizon bloggers -- if you're getting the same comment spam that I am, you've got enough inspiration for a lucrative career in surrealist painting. Canadian Knifed, it tells me, Exportation Cubes! Freon Graduates, and apparently it then rides the Emphatic Stagecoach to get some Beans, Circulant. This is almost as good as the eerily appropriate names I used to get in my email, like Vegetable O. Boastful or my beloved Fiscal K. Undependable. Prevail, Supermarkets! Rockabye Occidentalism! But for sheer visual appeal I think nothing beats Gestapo Brocaded.
I'm not sure whether to feel embarrassed for blogging about spam or to feel bad that all of this hilarity still isn't helping the spammers get their messages onto my blog. But it's far too much work to take the porn links and prescription drug ads out of all of these, and, well, I've been filling this blog with drivel for four years and I see no reason to stop now. So this is what you get.
Until later, that is, when I feel like posting one of the more substantive entries I have sitting patiently in Firefox windows on my computer at home. Topics to watch for include: feminist principles and baking cakes for boys, attending fetish-themed parties with one's co-workers, your creepy song lyrics analysis for the week, being too lazy to stop being vegan, and why the far-right Christian modesty craze is kinky as fuck.
Here at Snoqualmie we're all about suspense.Posted by dianna at February 27, 2007 03:30 PM